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Rex Marksley

Finest marksman in the west

Rex Marksley

When it came to gun slinging he was the best

Rex Marksley at an younger age

Shot holes in cans without a missin'

Sadly they were in the pantry

So beans painted the whole darn kitchen

His parents then let him shoot

The empty cans out on their fence

But Rex trick shot out all the nails

So out the fence all their cows went

His father cried

Rex Marksley

Finest marksman in the west

Rex Marksley

When it came to gun slinging he was the best

Rex Marksley was a tinkerer

An engineer extraordinaire

He made quick-reloading gadgets

So he could fire non-stop with panache and flare

He became a gun for hire

And a hero whereever he roamed

He disarmed forty bandits one time

With two gunshots all on his own

Rex Marksley

Finest marksman in the west

Rex Marksley

When it came to gun slinging he was the best

He had heart and a righteous stand

And they tell of his stories across the land

He jammed the guns that fired his way

By shooting bullets into their barrels they say

He shot lightning from his hands with a miraculous invention

And zapped that evil demon train back to it’s own dimension

That giant copper ore golem, oh it was a fright

Till Rex projectiled pick axes with dynamite

He fought the corrupt Rattlesnake King and it hissed in agony

Then Rex taught all the jackalopes to yodel in harmony

Here we go now!

Rex Marksley rode across the West bringing justice to the land

He tamed enormous vultures, reined and flew them with one hand

All the women blushed and fainted when Rex winked his eye

And the bad guys always fell to their demise

The man was a legend and hero through and through

And Rex was a friend to the battered and the bruised

He had seen a lot of wonderments in his glory days

And he died an old man alone on the prairie they say

Rex Marksley

Finest marksman in the west

Rex Marksley

When it came to gun slinging he was best

Yeehaw, yeehaw

Yehaw!

Bang bang!